The sun rose and set.
In the blink of an eye, a dozen or so hours passed.
Qian had been busy from the latter half of the previous night until dusk that day. He treated more than twenty severely injured ninja and gained over ten thousand proficiency points in total.
"Panel!"
With a thought, Qian opened the Proficiency Panel.
He saw that on the panel, his Delicate Illness Extraction Technique had already reached completion, rising directly from lv6 (4250/10000) to lv7 (0/0).
At the same time, his Chakra Scalpel had also gained several thousand proficiency points, rising from lv7 (1800/20000) to lv7 (9200/20000), its Progress Bar nearing halfway.
Even with the bonus from practical use, so much proficiency required a huge amount of chakra.
It was only because his Chakra Recovery Speed was astonishing that he had been able to sustain it.
Otherwise, even if he had been given the opportunity, he would not have been able to seize it.
However, where there were gains, there were bound to be losses.
He had spent so much time and so much chakra treating the wounded and gaining proficiency in these two skills, so naturally, his training in his other skills had fallen behind.
There was nothing Qian could do about that. He could only hope to obtain some chakra from the Mist Ninja afterward, then create more Shadow Clones to make up for it.
As for when that would be...
Qian withdrew his gaze from the setting sun in the distance and looked in the direction of Aburatsu Port.
After yesterday's great battle, both Konoha's side and the Mist Village's side were unusually quiet today.
But beneath that quiet was a sense that The Storm was Coming.
Although the Mist Village commander's decisive response had meant that his use of himself